Sunday, June 29, 2008

Attack of the killer bees=0

I report to you no later than five minutes after this event took place. My entire family (my mom, dad, brother, I and maybe my dog a little on the inside) are still laughing about it.

Earlier today, my father mentioned how there is a bee colony living in a hole in our backyard. Only a few moments ago, he asked me to assist him in killing them with raid and, after putting on his shoes (while wearing a pear of shorts, no less) ventured to begin his quest while I remainded in my bedroom getting ready.

No sooner then he left, however, was the whole house shaken by his screams of "Ouch!" and "I got stung!" and, unfortunately for the first time in my life, I heard my father scream like a twelve year old girl. Sad to say, he was stung by, according to him, three bees and, upon escaping them by running into the house terrified, one managed to follow him inside. We had a terrible time getting this one, as you would expect.

He then went out onto the back porch, followed by my mother and my brother,(I remained downstairs to search for any winged intruders) while still a bit shaken by his ordeal. The bees seemed to still be active, and launched another attack from the backyard. My brother stumbled over his own feet, screamed and then fled to his bedroom and closed the door tight so as to keep out those yellow intruders.

A couple more bees made their way inside. One was killed at the porch door. Another was audacious enough to venture into the hallway bathroom where I was forced to smash it using my brother's framed high school certificate. The family, eventhough shaken thoroughly, laughed uncontrollably for quite some time. It was then that I decided to blog about this event.

Do not fear, the bees retreated to their underground nest, apparently, since there are no more in the house or the garage where they started their assault. And now, with the adventure over, I can get back to reading 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' by Oscar Wilde.


Tuesday, June 10, 2008

(I'm Still Gone With the Wind)

Keeping with my present obsession with Gone With the Wind, I found a video of the Carol Burnett Show where they are doing a spoof of the classic epic. Here is Part 1:

And here is Part 2:

I find both videos to be hilarious!! I actually bought Gone With the Wind on but I'm afraid I will have to wait a long time for I had to pay with a check!

P.S: I am reading Le Morte d'Arthur by Malory now and have already read Voltair's 'Candide' and Virginia Woolf's essay "A Room of One's Own' and I loved both books!

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Hey everybody!!

(Ignore the post title if you think it sounds funny because if you do, I agree with you. One of those spure of the moment things I guess)

I finally finished Gone With the Wind and loved the entire book from cover to cover!! It was awesomely written and I can not WAIT until I watch the movie!! Margarett Mitchell was aparently a great writer. And if anyone were to ask me the question "When you go to heaven, who would you most like to meet?" I would whole-heartedly answer "Margarett Mitchell, of course, and to anyone else I say fiddle-dee-dee!!" and start laughing uncontrollebly=)

I totally agree with the book's main theme. Mitchell was quoted on the final page of her novel to have said that this story was a story about people with gumption. And it is true that a person needs to have gumption (the ability to take what is given them in life and turn it into a benefactor) or else they will fail at anything they begin-that is, if they have the gumption to start anything in the fist place.

Everyone is given the same oppurtunities in life, yet, there are people who take advantage of those opporunities and an even greater number of people who choose not to. The people without gumption are those who use the phrase 'I can't' and then feel okay about themselves later. It's not okay to say you can't do anything other than fly-and even that you can do with an airplane. And to even think that is a bad thing.

But, there are those people who give up on life saying that they live in the real world and that there is no place for dreams to be accomplished while in waking hours. Every human being has a dream. And, as long as you are alive, you have a right to accomplish your dream. So, there is no reason to give up and say I can't. That kind of thinking gets you nothing but micery-and that is the point of Gone with the Wind. I have always thought this but there is something gratifing about seeing it one paper.

And, on that note, I must leave this blog and write someswhere else. TT4N!!